Chapter 79
He must have thought he still had power over her, that her love for him made her weak.
But she wasn’t that girl anymore. She smiled and nodded. “Excellent. Have your lawyer draw up the papers. I’ll sign them right now p>
Matthew froze. He never thought she would actually call his bluff. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by.net
He had backed himself into a corner.
His lawyer quickly stepped in. “Mr. Gonzalez, Ms. Jones, marriage is a serious commitment. I urge you both to take some time to cool down. Perhaps we can adjourn for today and reconvene when you’ve both had a chance to think p>
Matthew readily agreed.
Yvonne knew nothing more would be settled today, so she gave a cool nod. Whether in court or in mediation, this was never going to be resolved quickly. Her mood soured, Yvonne left the courthouse alone.
A black Mercedes G-Wagon was parked at the bottom of the steps. The window rolled down, revealing Bennett’s sharp, handsome profile.
“Get in p>
Yvonne opened the passenger door and buckled her seatbelt.
“Where to?” he asked.
Yvonne hesitated. It suddenly occurred to her that, despite being the true Spencer heiress and the fiancée of a tech mogul, she didn’t own a single piece of property.
No wonder the original Yvonne had been so insecure. If she was kicked out, she would have nowhere to go.
“A hotel, I guess,” she said with a sigh.
She couldn’t exactly bring Bennett back to the Spencer mansion or her dorm room.
“Hotels are too public, too much foot traffic. Not secure. You can stay at my apartment for the time being,” he stated, starting the engine before she could object.
An hour later, they pulled into the garage of Cherry Apartment.
The complex was a set of luxury high-rises on the riverfront, one of Istra’s most expensive addresses.
Bennett’s apartment was on the seventeenth floor, a sprawling 2,500-square-foot unit with
a stunning view of the glittering river.
floorto-ceiling windows that
Yvonne followed him inside.
The place was familiar. They had picked it out together, had even lived here for a while.
“Welcome home, sir. And this is?” A housekeeper, Helen, came to greet them, her surprise evident when she saw the young woman with Bennett.
“She’s a witness I’m protecting. She’ll be staying here for a while,” Bennett explained.
“Oh, of course,” Helen said, recovering quickly. “Should I prepare the guest room for miss p>
“Yes,” he replied dismissively, as if
the details were of no concern to him. He walked into the living room, picked up a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the coffee table, and headed out to the balcony
Yvonne remained in the entryway, looking around at a space that seemed unchanged from five years ago. It was a dizzying feeling.
Everything was the same, yet everything was different.
She watched the man on the balcony, leaning against the railing as he expertly lit a
cigarette. He seemed like a complete stranger.
Yvonne hated the smell of smoke.
The Bennett she knew rarely
smoked, But this man, silently. exhaling plumes of gray.smoke was no longer the vibrant young man from her memories.